Osho on one more Birth – I say it is impossible Now

Question – Once you said that if it is needed, then you will take one more birth. but if you have already attained to samadhi without seed, how can you take one more birth? You may not think this a relevant personal question, but at the rate my spiritual growth seems to be going, it is!?

Osho – Yes; once I said that if it is needed I will come back. But now I say it is impossible. So please speed up a little. Don’t wait for my coming again. I am here only for a little while more. If you are really sincere then speed up, don’t postpone.

Once I said… I said to people who were not ready at that moment. I am always responding; I said it to people who were not ready. If I had said to them that I am not coming, they would have simply dropped the whole project. They would have thought, “Then it is not feasible.” They cannot do in one life and I am not coming next, so it is better not to begin. It is too big a thing to attain in one life. But now, to you I say I am not coming any more, because that is not possible — hoping that you are now ready to understand it and speed up.

You have already started the journey; you are just… Any moment, if you speed up, you can reach to the ultimate. Any moment it is possible. Now postponement will be dangerous. Thinking that I will come again, your mind can relax and postpone. Now I say I am not coming.

I will tell you one story: once it happened Mulla Nasruddin was telling to his son that “I had gone for a hunt in the forest and ten lions, not only one, suddenly jumped on me.” The boy said, “Wait papa. Last year you said five lions, and this year you say ten lions.” Mulla Nasruddin said, “Yes, last year you were not mature enough, and you would have got very much afraid — ten lions. Now I tell you the truth. You have grown up and this is what I say to you.”

At first I said to you that I will be coming — you were not grown up enough. But now you have grown up a little, and I can say you the truth. Many times I have to say lies because of you, because you will not understand the truth. The more you grow, the more I can drop lies and the more I can be true. When you have really grown up, then I will tell you simply the truth: then there is no need. If you are not grown up, then the truth will be destructive.

You need lies just like children need toys. Toys are lies. You need lies if you are not grown up. And if there is compassion, then the person who has deep compassion is not bothered about whether he says a lie or a truth. His whole being is to help you, to be beneficial, to be a benediction to you. All the Buddhas have lied; they have to, because they are so compassionate. And no Buddha can say the absolute truth, because to whom he will say? Only to another Buddha it can be said, but another Buddha will not need it.

Through lies, by and by, a Master brings you towards light. Taking your hand, step by step, he has to help you to move towards light. The whole truth will be too much. You may be simply shocked, shattered. The whole truth you cannot contain; it will be destructive. Only through lies you have to be brought to the door of the temple, and only at the door the whole truth can be given to you, but then you will understand. Then you will understand why the lies. And not only you will understand, you will be grateful for them.

Source – Osho Book “Yoga: The Alpha and the Omega, Vol3″

Osho on how to share your Meditation with Dying Person

[A sannyasin said her father has cancer and her family keep asking her to go home, but she is
undecided as she also wants to stay here. Osho says that as the father is old, it is better she go.... ]
Osho – And this is a significant time. Go, and be as loving to him as possible. Be very meditative while you are around him. Just sit silently by his side and become completely silent, hold his hand. If you become silent, he will start falling into silence, and he needs that. If he can die joyously that will be a great gift to him.
Everybody has to die – cancer or no cancer, that is not very important. The most important thing is that one should die celebrating. And if he can celebrate, if he can be silent and happy, maybe he can live a little longer too. This is the paradox: if you are too much afraid of death, death comes sooner; if you accept it, it may not come so soon.
Sometimes it happens that the day a person accepts death, death becomes afraid, because with
the very accepting you become very strong – fear is our weakness! Now he must be scared… and in the West particularly, people are so much afraid of death. In the east things are a little different – at least, they used to be different: people accept death, it is part of the game.
But in the west death seems to be anti-life, it is not part of the game. It seems to be inimical, it is not the friend. So if you can bring this understanding to him it will be a great gift. And now you can share with him – you can share me with him! Go, take a few tapes, let him feel, tell him to meditate – he can start chanting, chant with him. Create some kind of new atmosphere around him. Prepare him to receive death, and that may become his most valuable experience in life.
In fact, it has to be so, because death is the crescendo of life – it is the last flame – it is not against life! It has nothing to do with the devil, it is not evil. It is just that nature wants us back, that our journey is over, our station has come! Those whose journey is not over will continue in the train, and those whose journey is over get down… and there is nothing to be sorry about.
So go there, but don’t go crying and weeping. If you want to cry and weep, cry and weep here before you go – be finished with it! Cry and weep and get into it – completely clean yourself. Go absolutely joyous, with total acceptance, almost with reverence for death – only then can you share something with him.
An old man was dying – he was one of my friend’s grandfather – and he was always against god,
against prayer, against meditation, but in the last days he remembered me and he asked me to
come. I enquired as to why. He said ’Now I feel that I have missed something and if you can come and be with me, at least for a few days…. And I am going, I am going fast.’
So I went and stayed with the old man. After three days he died, but those three days were a beautiful experience. Because of death he became very receptive, he dropped his argumentativeness – he was an argumentator. He was not in the mood, not in a situation, to argue. Mm? – death was coming so there was no point; he wanted to learn. I have never found such a disciple! He was really keen to learn meditation – naturally so because the doctors had said that at the most he would survive for one week, not more than that.
He also had a sort of cancer, a very fast-growing cancer: you detect it and within a week you are
gone. Nothing can be done about it – it spreads so fast that there is no way to do anything. So I remained with him…. I would just sit by his side and would tell him to just be silent, to feel me,
and I would hold his hand. He had terrible pain, each moment was of great pain He couldn’t sleep without tranquillisers – even with tranquillisers it was difficult – and death was closing in.
But the second day, in the morning I was holding his hand almost for four, five hours, and then he suddenly said, ’But this is unbelievable – I am falling silent! It is incredible! The pain is there and I am feeling separate from it.’ I said, ’Keep quiet – this is the moment of meditation. Keep quiet and feel it!’ And the day he died, he died utterly a new man.
The third day he was completely aloof from the body – he was crying with joy! He died a religious man, almost a saint! And when he died, not only he felt – his whole family felt a sudden change. Just before he died, near around two hours before, he was in utter pain but yet not in pain at all. He stopped all medication…. So you just go, mm? And when will you be able to come back? How long will you take?
Source: from Osho Book “This is It”

Osho Letter to Ma Dharam Jyoti


FIRST PUBLISHED IN OTI 1 SEPTEMBER 1990

Beloved Dharm Jyoti,
Love. Don’t ever repress the mind.
Repression is a disease.
And that which is repressed will never be completed.
It comes back again and again to attack you.
The mind is to be understood.
Finally, only understanding the mind becomes the solution.
Repression is merely postponement of diseases.
The path is neither in indulgence nor repression.
The path is in understanding.
Hence know your own mind in all its forms.
Live consciously.
Live wakefully.
Then what is meaningless disappears on its own.
And its energy is transformed into the meaningful.
Otherwise we create a vicious circle for ourselves.
A so-called saint was sitting alone before his dhuni,
his holy fire pit. Someone came by to test him, saying,
”Babaji, is there any fire in the dhuni?”
The saint said, ”There is none.”
He said, ”Please stir it, perhaps there are coals.”
Raising his eyebrows the saint said angrily,
”I told you there is no fire.”
The man provoked him again, saying,
”Babaji, surely there must be a few sparks?”
Leaning forward on his fire tongs the saint said,
”What kind of idiot are you anyway?”
Then the man said, ”Babaji, I see a few sparks.”
The saint said, ”What? Am I blind?”
The man said, ”A few flames become visible now!”
Then the saint completely lost his senses –
his eyes filled with sparks and his voice with flames.
Picking up his fire tongs he started chasing after that man to beat him.
Fleeing for his life the man said,
”Babaji, look, now the fire has taken flame totally!”
Only a repressed fire can burst into flames.
And a repressed fire can burst into flames at any moment.
Repression is self-enmity and a self-deception.
In the middle, between indulgence and repression is the door to peace, to liberation, to strength, to truth, to samadhi.
Search for this door.

Osho – Why You always carry a Napkin with you

Question – WHY DO YOU ALWAYS CARRY A NAPKIN WITH YOU, EVEN WHEN THERE IS NO USE FOR IT?
Osho – It is symbolic: that I am useless like my napkin. I don’t believe in utility. Utility belongs to the world, to the marketplace. I believe in nonutilitarian things: a flower. What is the utility of a flower? What is the use? It is absolutely useless; and hence beautiful, absolutely beautiful.

Life to me is not purposive; there is no purpose in it. If there was purpose life could not be so beautiful. Purpose always creates ugliness. Purpose gives you commodities, not ecstasies. Purpose gives you factories, not temples. Life is not a factory; it is a temple. What is the use of a temple?

In the East, every village has a temple, at least one. More, then it is too good; otherwise one. Even a very, very poor village. When Westerners came for the first time to the East they could not believe the phenomenon, because the villages are so poor. They don’t have proper houses, just huts, you can call them houses in name only; but they have a beautiful temple in their town.

Their homes don’t have stone walls, just bamboo, but their god has beautiful marble walls, marble floors. A small temple, but beautiful. They couldn’t believe — when you live in such poverty, what is the use of making such a beautiful temple?

In the East we have always believed in uselessness. One can live in a house; it is a utility. God is not living there; he can live without the temple. Even if the temple is not existing, nothing will be lacking in the world. The world is not enriched by the temple. It is enriched by a factory, by a hospital, by a school — not by a temple. A temple is simply useless.

So when communists took over in Russia, they destroyed all the temples, all the churches — they converted them into factories, schools, hospitals, this and that — because a communist believes in utility. He does not believe in flowers. He does not believe in stars. He does not believe in poetries. He believes in prose, logical syllogisms.

I believe in poetry. I don’t bother a bit about logic; I’m absolutely illogical. And I have known life’s beauty through illogic, through irrationality. Through the heart, I have seen the temple of life; and I tell you, if you go on searching for God in your factories you will never find him.

If you go on searching for your God in the hospitals and schools you will miss him for ever and ever, because God is not a purpose. In India we don’t even call this world his creation — we call it his leela, play. Play is purposeless; it is not even a game. He simply goes on playing hide-and-seek with himself, with no purpose to attain. It is sheer delight to be. The value is intrinsic. The value is not in the end; the value is in you. You are right: why do I always carry a napkin with me, absolutely purposeless? Even I don’t know why, but I carry it. It is a symbol… illogical.

Source: from Osho Book “Yoga: The Alpha and the Omega, Vol 6″

Osho on His Laziness, I am the laziest man in the whole world


Question – BELOVED OSHO, I HAVE HEARD YOU SAY THAT YOU ARE THE LAZIEST MAN IN THE WORLD. IS THIS THE REASON WHY IN YOUR COMMUNE THE SANNYASINS ARE SO BUSY, FAR MORE BUSY THAN PEOPLE IN THE OUTSIDE WORLD? PLEASE COMMENT.
Osho – It is true. I am the laziest man in the whole world. And to keep me lazy, my people have to work. To keep me poor, they have to give away all their fortunes. But they are enjoying it. The work they are doing is their love. Hence they have stopped calling it work; they call it worship.

And my laziness is just my way of saying to you that the ultimate happens only when you are in a state of non-doing. It does not mean lazy according to your dictionaries. I am busy from six in the morning to eleven in the night. Of course, busy without business – I don’t have any business.

I am lazy in my own meaning of the word; I am a non-doer. And that is my whole teaching to you, that even while you are doing something you remain a non-doer. Doing is not against your being a non-doer. The non-doer is your witnessing self.

You are digging a hole in the garden, perspiring in the hot sun, but there is something in you which is simply witnessing – relaxed, knowing the perspiration, feeling the hard labor, smelling the beautiful fragrance of the earth.

But there is a point in you which is absolutely a non-doer, only a watcher. When I say I am the laziest man in the world I simply mean that I am only my witness, my non-doer – just a watcher, a watcher on the hills.

I have done whatever I needed to do. Don’t you want me to retire at some point? And when I have so many lovers and friends around the world, why should I bother not to be lazy? You can afford it. One million sannyasins cannot afford one laziest man?

Source: from Osho Book “From Death to Deathlessness”